Li Chengzhi glanced at Li Song, then laughed coldly: "Li Zhang, are you itchy?"
Li Zhang paused when he heard the sound, and turned around subconsciously. He was frightened when he saw that his father's face was not much whiter than the shiny black steel plate.
He immediately put away his playful temper and stopped obediently two feet away from the steel plate. He held the gun in one hand and the butt of the gun in the other, standing sideways.
Hearing "Hey" again, Li Zhang rushed forward two steps, twisted his waist, raised his hips, and drew his gun at the same time...
I have to say that Li Zhang's martial arts skills are indeed outstanding. He fired the spear like a poisonous dragon, and the tip of the spear pierced the steel plate like lightning. I don't know how strong it was. I saw that the one-foot-long spear shaft was bent like a big bow. With a loud "dong" sound, not to mention the steel plate, even the stone weighing more than a hundred kilograms behind the steel plate was shot out by Li Zhang.
Without waiting for Li Chengzhi to remind him, Li Bai ran a few steps quickly and picked up the steel plate that had flown seven or eight meters away.
Li Zhang put the gun under his arm and waved his hands with a grin on his face: "It feels so numb..."
At this time, Li Chengzhi seemed to hear a strange sound coming from Li Song next to him. He turned around and saw Li Song staring closely at Li Zhang, with the corners of his mouth twitching.
No, it's just that the shock numbed your hand, and you weren't injured?
Besides, when I see you beating him, it’s like beating an animal, and I don’t feel any pain at all...
Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi suddenly realized: Li Song doesn't care about his son, he cares about his gun.
Just as he was thinking about it, Li Bai ran back with the steel plate in his arms. Everyone gathered around to take a look. They saw a pit in the middle of the steel plate. There was an eye in the center of the pit, about the size of a grain of rice, which had obviously been penetrated by a spear.
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Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt ecstatic again.
What's easy is that no matter how hard the steel is, it is still a mortal thing. If it is really indestructible, they don't know what attitude they should take in the future towards the man who created such a divine thing?<
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You can’t just act like a god and offer sacrifices every day?
Fortunately, even a fierce general like Li Zhang, who could lift a hundred kilograms with one hand, and there were probably only a few in the entire Wei Dynasty, used all his strength to just poke a hole in the steel plate. It can be imagined that
How strong will be the defense of the armor created during this period?
No matter whether it is an arrow or a gun coming from the opposite side, grandpa will just treat it as scratching an itch and just rush, kill, kill!
Regardless of anything else, having such a suit of armor gives you a few more lives...
At the thought of this, dozens of tribesmen all had their eyes shining.
Li Song was so excited that he couldn't even breathe. He wished he could lift the steel plate and kiss him twice.
Just for a moment, the scene emerged in his mind of how he would sweep across the countryside with Li's armored soldiers and cavalry wearing this kind of steel armor and holding such sharp weapons made of fine steel: "Li Changmao of Jingzhou (
(Li Song's words) Who dares to fight here?"
Li Chengzhi never imagined that Li Song had already begun to dream up his vision of conquering the world. He just nodded slightly and threw the steel plate to the old blacksmith: "Smash it flat and wait until the molten steel comes out of the furnace to make up..." p>
"I know!" The blacksmith bent down and replied respectfully.
At this time, Li Chengzhi seemed to have become the patriarch in his eyes...
Then Li Chengzhi turned his head again, looked at Li Song, and then at the tribesmen who were staring at him with enthusiasm in their eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he said coldly: "Remember to keep it secret!"
The confidentiality Li Chengzhi mentioned includes two levels of meaning: The first level is of course the steelmaking process.
Although these people still don’t know that quartz sand and limestone are added to the iron material, let alone the crucible, the refractory bricks used to build the blast furnace are added with graphite, and they don’t know how to make coke, they can build the small blast furnace and this just by looking at it.
Plant a windmill and you can easily refine iron.
Even if the smelted product is not steel, it will at least be wrought iron, which is completely sufficient for making armor.
This is more than a hundred times more efficient than relying on a blacksmith to hammer away...
If it were a prosperous age, that would be fine, but in these troubled times, if it were leaked, it would be no different than handing a knife to the enemy.
The second is: A common man is innocent and possesses his own treasure.
What does such a secret technique mean in the eyes of the gentry and the Xianbei royal family?
For the former, it means that they have the capital to dominate the world, while for the latter, it means that their rule has been seriously challenged.
So what will happen to the Li family as the instigator?
Unless the Li family can always keep their tails between their legs and be a good person, whoever gets the upper hand will lick the other.
It’s impossible even if you think about it.
Li Chengzhi has never been the kind of person who slaps me in the face and slaps me with the other half of his face again.
Otherwise, he would not have resolutely turned against Hu Baozong because he said something wrong.
But the current Li family has not yet reached the point where they look down upon all the heroes and regard the world's heroes as if they were nothing.
Therefore, we have to survive first...
No one spoke, but everyone nodded quickly.
Li Song's eyes were even colder, like knives, scanning the faces of more than fifty people one by one.
After examining each one, he turned around and bowed to Li Chengzhi: "Don't worry, Sir, I will give them orders..."
Is it just an instruction?
Li Chengzhi smiled slightly and took it as encouragement.
When Li Song does things, he still feels at ease.
Before going up the mountain, Li Song had already pulled these people and made a blood oath in the ancestral hall, and clearly stated the consequences of leaking the secret.
Of course, preventive measures are even more essential.
Otherwise, why would Li Zhang appear here?
Li Song ordered him to take a hundred old soldiers and surround the two yards used for iron smelting.
Not to mention going down the mountain, clan members who do not belong to the same courtyard will be punished if they dare to say another word...
For Li Chengzhi, this time is also a touchstone.
If there are no problems, or even if there are no signs of problems, he will consider whether to build something more powerful.
The bag of sulfur has been thrown in Li Chengzhi's room since it was brought there. He has never touched it...
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To be on the safe side, Li Chengzhi only opened three furnaces the second time. He prepared various catalysts by himself and sealed the furnaces himself.
All that is left is continuous and even blowing. After four to five hours at most, the iron material will turn into water, and Li Bai can just keep an eye on it.
When the two of them entered the dormitory, Li Chengzhi asked solemnly: "How is the felt weaving?"
The cotton armor used in the Ming and Qing Dynasties was similar to the method used by herdsmen to weave felt: the cotton was splashed with water and smashed together repeatedly with a hammer to make cotton felt.
In fact, in comparison, felt is more flexible and stronger than cotton felt.
There is no cotton yet, so Li Chengzhi naturally chose this method.
If you have sheep, hurry up and shear them. If you don’t have sheep, you can just take out the felt you used to have. If you don’t even have felt, then contribute.
Ten thousand kilograms of iron material, excluding the wasted waste, should be able to produce about eight thousand kilograms of steel plates.
Li Chengzhi calculated that if he only made armor 1.5 millimeters thick, one pair would only weigh 15 or 16 pounds, and he could forge at least 500 pairs.
But now there are more than 1,500 households and monks at the foot of the mountain, so it is no problem to collect 500 pairs of felt armor linings.
If it's really not enough, you can sew a few more layers of linen.
Anyway, copper nails are used to connect the nail leaves, and the nail lining is only used to prevent wear and conceal human eyesight. It does not necessarily have to be made of hair.